1. First Class - Part 1


    Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: Bisexual, Author: blin18, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    and Patrick Swayze. There was a chorus of groans from around the room and one wit yelled “Hey, do you want some crackers with all that cheese?” Cheesy music or not: “Oh, I love this song,” cried Vicky, jumping up from the booth and grabbing Bob. I think you mean ‘This song makes me horny’, she silently chided herself. In point of fact she was already horny, and The Righteous Brothers weren’t doing anything to improve the situation. What she really needed was to get naked and alone with Bob, but failing that she would see if she could douse the fire inside whilst clothed and in public. “I want to dance!” she commanded, taking Bob’s hand and striding to the empty dance floor. “But I can’t dance!” cried Bob, surprised into such a candid admission; yet still he followed Vicky, such was her force of will. As she reached the middle of the floor with Bob still an arm’s length behind her, Vicky pulled back hard and pirouetted twice, sundress flaring out and flashing her plain cotton panties to the polite applause of a few guys fortunate enough to be watching. She stopped herself against Bob, pressing into his body from her breasts down to her knees. Bob took her in his arms and with hips swinging slowly in time with the music, they moved together as one; Vicky’s hands sliding up Bob’s sides, over his shoulders and through his hair; mirroring Demi’s sensuous crafting of the turning clay on the TV screen. She could feel him hardening against her pubic bone and silently wished herself ...
    taller so that she could press him against the aching lips of her pussy. Figuring that a nice chaste kiss would look pretty normal, she replayed her greeting from earlier in the evening and stood up on tip-toes to kiss him briefly with soft, gentle lips before slowly lowering herself back down, taking care to position herself above the hard bulge in his shorts, slowly lowering her weight onto it and using the pressure to open herself up beneath the thin cotton sheath of her underwear. Her continued descent forced her to slide inevitably down and over his cock and a lightning bolt of sensation crashed through her groin as her panties scraped mercilessly across her unprepared clitoris. It was raw and unexpected but - unlike when a guy pinged her down there before she had gotten warmed up – it was warm and welcome and exciting as it fizzed through her nerve endings. Vicky gasped with the intensity of it and before she could think about what she was doing she was back up on her toes and kissing Bob harder, biting at his lower lip and moaning encouragement when his tongue met hers. She ground her pussy into his cock to open herself back up and then pressed deeply into him, touching and teasing more of those lightning bolts from her clitoris with his straining cock while she kissed and whimpered into his soft lips. Bob broke the kiss with a gasp and “Vicky, no! I’m going to ….” She realised she was dry humping him ( actually sweetie, not that dry, and it almost got a lot wetter ) ...